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Brrrrrrr-
Upon the sound coming from my stomach, I crawled under the pillow.
"Stop making noise!"
How many times has it rumbled today?
Yesterday, when I woke up after fainting like this, what came to me was terrible hunger, very terrible hunger.
Erno Etham's fingers, waving at me, looked like sausages, so I had to restrain myself from biting them.
The problem is that I've already eaten twice today.
It hadn't been more than two hours since I had my second meal, and yet my stomach's sounds didn't stop.
"Daughter, I told you to prepare more meals."
I sank a little deeper under the pillow.
I don't want them to hate me.
I mean, I don't want to cause trouble.
I didn't want to be a troublesome child who eats a lot and needs a lot of attention.
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IBRV (Novel)